BlackbirdsJunkyard

[TRANSMISSION FROM: berry]

(she chuckled slightly over the radio)

Yes, I am.

(she giggles)

[TRANSMISSION FROM: berry]

(she chuckled slightly over the radio)

Yes, I am.

[TRANSMISSION FROM: berry]

(she chuckled slightly over the radio)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

(Berry noticed how they stopped for a brief moment. Almost like they were deep in thought about not just the dashboard. She wasn't stupid, after all)

Not really, but thanks for asking.

Always offerin'.

(And for a while, the two were quiet. Or the very least Crow was. The only sound breaking the static is the radio playing something of Dr.D's station and the distant laughs or occasional rattle of metal from the pups. Though of course Crow couldn't help the ever growing curiosity of the person who stayed now inspecting the small crate of dials and buttons.)

(Berry enjoyed the silence, felt comfortable in it. The occasional clanging of metal from the pups reminded her of Citrus, and she smiled at the thought of her sibling.)

(Crow simply watched as the purple joy filled with a excited interest. Very much like the pups they've gotten used to having around.)

(Berry stood there in awe, taking the trinket gently as to not break it. She'd never been gifted something, not in a long time. The delicate green glass shimmered in the sunlight, but not too harshly so you'd have to squint. It really was beautiful, and the color reminded them of their sibling. Almost everything did nowadays, but this especially was almost too reminiscent. The glass was slightly roughed up around the edges, but dulled down enough so you wouldn't cut yourself with it. That's how Citrus was. Roughed up and kind once you earned their trust)

(It was odd seeing how animated they were, different from the loudness of the joys and even some runners they have interacted with. Softer. Not that it was bad just different. A nice different. Crow, weirdly enough, felt a tug of action as they stared at Berry. A normal person would have responded but well Crow was far from that. Their legs quick to tread back to the shelf rummaging with a lot more vigor grabbing a can, then another before going to their workbench.)

(Berry took the gift, and wound the trinket through the bracelet. They put it on, touched by the generosity of Crow. But, surprisingly, they had nothing to say. Just looked at the bracelet, and eventually looked at Crow. Something tugged inside them, and then another thing. A voice whispered in their head. 'Don't get attached, Berry. This won't last long. Skate. Run away. Like you always do.' But she was sick of running away, so she stayed put. Didn't listen to the voice for once.)

(A nod was simply given then to the girl. Through the shadows of Crows hood, the faintest smile tugged at their lips.)

Yeah..guess so.

(The dangling thing wasn't exactly the most detailed nor straightened out piece, quite akin to the crafts the sandpups would do, but the innocence that it carried around the sincerity they were very openly portraying held weight. Their eyes gave the smallest of sparks and captured themselves in memory.)

(Berry noticed the spark in their eyes, a quick glimmer nothing more. It made her feel like she did something, like she helped a part of them almost but didn't know yet. She watched as they added it to a collection, and went back to work.)

(Not much happened after, and it was comforting to have the presence of sometime around for Crow. Just like those years ago. Bittersweet sure but in the moment the focus allowed to dampen the sentiment. Before long, the workbench filled with wires, a radio, and random lines of metal. Dashboard left almost bare. A breath left Crow then as they looked towards the sandpups, their growing silence catching their attention. Noticing the time which had pass, they needed to eat soon)

(she moved her headphones off of one ear, snapping back into reality)

(Crow follows to stand, going to lean against the nearest pole as they watched Berry. A nod was given then.)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

(Berry noticed how they stopped for a brief moment. Almost like they were deep in thought about not just the dashboard. She wasn't stupid, after all)

Not really, but thanks for asking.

Always offerin'.

(And for a while, the two were quiet. Or the very least Crow was. The only sound breaking the static is the radio playing something of Dr.D's station and the distant laughs or occasional rattle of metal from the pups. Though of course Crow couldn't help the ever growing curiosity of the person who stayed now inspecting the small crate of dials and buttons.)

(Berry enjoyed the silence, felt comfortable in it. The occasional clanging of metal from the pups reminded her of Citrus, and she smiled at the thought of her sibling.)

(Crow simply watched as the purple joy filled with a excited interest. Very much like the pups they've gotten used to having around.)

(Berry stood there in awe, taking the trinket gently as to not break it. She'd never been gifted something, not in a long time. The delicate green glass shimmered in the sunlight, but not too harshly so you'd have to squint. It really was beautiful, and the color reminded them of their sibling. Almost everything did nowadays, but this especially was almost too reminiscent. The glass was slightly roughed up around the edges, but dulled down enough so you wouldn't cut yourself with it. That's how Citrus was. Roughed up and kind once you earned their trust)

(It was odd seeing how animated they were, different from the loudness of the joys and even some runners they have interacted with. Softer. Not that it was bad just different. A nice different. Crow, weirdly enough, felt a tug of action as they stared at Berry. A normal person would have responded but well Crow was far from that. Their legs quick to tread back to the shelf rummaging with a lot more vigor grabbing a can, then another before going to their workbench.)

(Berry took the gift, and wound the trinket through the bracelet. They put it on, touched by the generosity of Crow. But, surprisingly, they had nothing to say. Just looked at the bracelet, and eventually looked at Crow. Something tugged inside them, and then another thing. A voice whispered in their head. 'Don't get attached, Berry. This won't last long. Skate. Run away. Like you always do.' But she was sick of running away, so she stayed put. Didn't listen to the voice for once.)

(A nod was simply given then to the girl. Through the shadows of Crows hood, the faintest smile tugged at their lips.)

Yeah..guess so.

(The dangling thing wasn't exactly the most detailed nor straightened out piece, quite akin to the crafts the sandpups would do, but the innocence that it carried around the sincerity they were very openly portraying held weight. Their eyes gave the smallest of sparks and captured themselves in memory.)

(Berry noticed the spark in their eyes, a quick glimmer nothing more. It made her feel like she did something, like she helped a part of them almost but didn't know yet. She watched as they added it to a collection, and went back to work.)

(Not much happened after, and it was comforting to have the presence of sometime around for Crow. Just like those years ago. Bittersweet sure but in the moment the focus allowed to dampen the sentiment. Before long, the workbench filled with wires, a radio, and random lines of metal. Dashboard left almost bare. A breath left Crow then as they looked towards the sandpups, their growing silence catching their attention. Noticing the time which had pass, they needed to eat soon)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

(Berry noticed how they stopped for a brief moment. Almost like they were deep in thought about not just the dashboard. She wasn't stupid, after all)

Not really, but thanks for asking.

Always offerin'.

(And for a while, the two were quiet. Or the very least Crow was. The only sound breaking the static is the radio playing something of Dr.D's station and the distant laughs or occasional rattle of metal from the pups. Though of course Crow couldn't help the ever growing curiosity of the person who stayed now inspecting the small crate of dials and buttons.)

(Berry enjoyed the silence, felt comfortable in it. The occasional clanging of metal from the pups reminded her of Citrus, and she smiled at the thought of her sibling.)

(Crow simply watched as the purple joy filled with a excited interest. Very much like the pups they've gotten used to having around.)

(Berry stood there in awe, taking the trinket gently as to not break it. She'd never been gifted something, not in a long time. The delicate green glass shimmered in the sunlight, but not too harshly so you'd have to squint. It really was beautiful, and the color reminded them of their sibling. Almost everything did nowadays, but this especially was almost too reminiscent. The glass was slightly roughed up around the edges, but dulled down enough so you wouldn't cut yourself with it. That's how Citrus was. Roughed up and kind once you earned their trust)

(It was odd seeing how animated they were, different from the loudness of the joys and even some runners they have interacted with. Softer. Not that it was bad just different. A nice different. Crow, weirdly enough, felt a tug of action as they stared at Berry. A normal person would have responded but well Crow was far from that. Their legs quick to tread back to the shelf rummaging with a lot more vigor grabbing a can, then another before going to their workbench.)

(Berry took the gift, and wound the trinket through the bracelet. They put it on, touched by the generosity of Crow. But, surprisingly, they had nothing to say. Just looked at the bracelet, and eventually looked at Crow. Something tugged inside them, and then another thing. A voice whispered in their head. 'Don't get attached, Berry. This won't last long. Skate. Run away. Like you always do.' But she was sick of running away, so she stayed put. Didn't listen to the voice for once.)

(A nod was simply given then to the girl. Through the shadows of Crows hood, the faintest smile tugged at their lips.)

Yeah..guess so.

(The dangling thing wasn't exactly the most detailed nor straightened out piece, quite akin to the crafts the sandpups would do, but the innocence that it carried around the sincerity they were very openly portraying held weight. Their eyes gave the smallest of sparks and captured themselves in memory.)

(Berry noticed the spark in their eyes, a quick glimmer nothing more. It made her feel like she did something, like she helped a part of them almost but didn't know yet. She watched as they added it to a collection, and went back to work.)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

(Berry noticed how they stopped for a brief moment. Almost like they were deep in thought about not just the dashboard. She wasn't stupid, after all)

Not really, but thanks for asking.

Always offerin'.

(And for a while, the two were quiet. Or the very least Crow was. The only sound breaking the static is the radio playing something of Dr.D's station and the distant laughs or occasional rattle of metal from the pups. Though of course Crow couldn't help the ever growing curiosity of the person who stayed now inspecting the small crate of dials and buttons.)

(Berry enjoyed the silence, felt comfortable in it. The occasional clanging of metal from the pups reminded her of Citrus, and she smiled at the thought of her sibling.)

(Crow simply watched as the purple joy filled with a excited interest. Very much like the pups they've gotten used to having around.)

(Berry stood there in awe, taking the trinket gently as to not break it. She'd never been gifted something, not in a long time. The delicate green glass shimmered in the sunlight, but not too harshly so you'd have to squint. It really was beautiful, and the color reminded them of their sibling. Almost everything did nowadays, but this especially was almost too reminiscent. The glass was slightly roughed up around the edges, but dulled down enough so you wouldn't cut yourself with it. That's how Citrus was. Roughed up and kind once you earned their trust)

(It was odd seeing how animated they were, different from the loudness of the joys and even some runners they have interacted with. Softer. Not that it was bad just different. A nice different. Crow, weirdly enough, felt a tug of action as they stared at Berry. A normal person would have responded but well Crow was far from that. Their legs quick to tread back to the shelf rummaging with a lot more vigor grabbing a can, then another before going to their workbench.)

(Berry took the gift, and wound the trinket through the bracelet. They put it on, touched by the generosity of Crow. But, surprisingly, they had nothing to say. Just looked at the bracelet, and eventually looked at Crow. Something tugged inside them, and then another thing. A voice whispered in their head. 'Don't get attached, Berry. This won't last long. Skate. Run away. Like you always do.' But she was sick of running away, so she stayed put. Didn't listen to the voice for once.)

(A nod was simply given then to the girl. Through the shadows of Crows hood, the faintest smile tugged at their lips.)

Yeah..guess so.

(The dangling thing wasn't exactly the most detailed nor straightened out piece, quite akin to the crafts the sandpups would do, but the innocence that it carried around the sincerity they were very openly portraying held weight. Their eyes gave the smallest of sparks and captured themselves in memory.)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

(Berry noticed how they stopped for a brief moment. Almost like they were deep in thought about not just the dashboard. She wasn't stupid, after all)

Not really, but thanks for asking.

Always offerin'.

(And for a while, the two were quiet. Or the very least Crow was. The only sound breaking the static is the radio playing something of Dr.D's station and the distant laughs or occasional rattle of metal from the pups. Though of course Crow couldn't help the ever growing curiosity of the person who stayed now inspecting the small crate of dials and buttons.)

(Berry enjoyed the silence, felt comfortable in it. The occasional clanging of metal from the pups reminded her of Citrus, and she smiled at the thought of her sibling.)

(Crow simply watched as the purple joy filled with a excited interest. Very much like the pups they've gotten used to having around.)

(Berry stood there in awe, taking the trinket gently as to not break it. She'd never been gifted something, not in a long time. The delicate green glass shimmered in the sunlight, but not too harshly so you'd have to squint. It really was beautiful, and the color reminded them of their sibling. Almost everything did nowadays, but this especially was almost too reminiscent. The glass was slightly roughed up around the edges, but dulled down enough so you wouldn't cut yourself with it. That's how Citrus was. Roughed up and kind once you earned their trust)

(It was odd seeing how animated they were, different from the loudness of the joys and even some runners they have interacted with. Softer. Not that it was bad just different. A nice different. Crow, weirdly enough, felt a tug of action as they stared at Berry. A normal person would have responded but well Crow was far from that. Their legs quick to tread back to the shelf rummaging with a lot more vigor grabbing a can, then another before going to their workbench.)

(Berry took the gift, and wound the trinket through the bracelet. They put it on, touched by the generosity of Crow. But, surprisingly, they had nothing to say. Just looked at the bracelet, and eventually looked at Crow. Something tugged inside them, and then another thing. A voice whispered in their head. 'Don't get attached, Berry. This won't last long. Skate. Run away. Like you always do.' But she was sick of running away, so she stayed put. Didn't listen to the voice for once.)

(A nod was simply given then to the girl. Through the shadows of Crows hood, the faintest smile tugged at their lips.)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

(Berry noticed how they stopped for a brief moment. Almost like they were deep in thought about not just the dashboard. She wasn't stupid, after all)

Not really, but thanks for asking.

Always offerin'.

(And for a while, the two were quiet. Or the very least Crow was. The only sound breaking the static is the radio playing something of Dr.D's station and the distant laughs or occasional rattle of metal from the pups. Though of course Crow couldn't help the ever growing curiosity of the person who stayed now inspecting the small crate of dials and buttons.)

(Berry enjoyed the silence, felt comfortable in it. The occasional clanging of metal from the pups reminded her of Citrus, and she smiled at the thought of her sibling.)

(Crow simply watched as the purple joy filled with a excited interest. Very much like the pups they've gotten used to having around.)

(Berry stood there in awe, taking the trinket gently as to not break it. She'd never been gifted something, not in a long time. The delicate green glass shimmered in the sunlight, but not too harshly so you'd have to squint. It really was beautiful, and the color reminded them of their sibling. Almost everything did nowadays, but this especially was almost too reminiscent. The glass was slightly roughed up around the edges, but dulled down enough so you wouldn't cut yourself with it. That's how Citrus was. Roughed up and kind once you earned their trust)

(It was odd seeing how animated they were, different from the loudness of the joys and even some runners they have interacted with. Softer. Not that it was bad just different. A nice different. Crow, weirdly enough, felt a tug of action as they stared at Berry. A normal person would have responded but well Crow was far from that. Their legs quick to tread back to the shelf rummaging with a lot more vigor grabbing a can, then another before going to their workbench.)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

(Berry noticed how they stopped for a brief moment. Almost like they were deep in thought about not just the dashboard. She wasn't stupid, after all)

Not really, but thanks for asking.

Always offerin'.

(And for a while, the two were quiet. Or the very least Crow was. The only sound breaking the static is the radio playing something of Dr.D's station and the distant laughs or occasional rattle of metal from the pups. Though of course Crow couldn't help the ever growing curiosity of the person who stayed now inspecting the small crate of dials and buttons.)

(Berry enjoyed the silence, felt comfortable in it. The occasional clanging of metal from the pups reminded her of Citrus, and she smiled at the thought of her sibling.)

(Crow simply watched as the purple joy filled with a excited interest. Very much like the pups they've gotten used to having around.)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

(Berry noticed how they stopped for a brief moment. Almost like they were deep in thought about not just the dashboard. She wasn't stupid, after all)

Not really, but thanks for asking.

Always offerin'.

(And for a while, the two were quiet. Or the very least Crow was. The only sound breaking the static is the radio playing something of Dr.D's station and the distant laughs or occasional rattle of metal from the pups. Though of course Crow couldn't help the ever growing curiosity of the person who stayed now inspecting the small crate of dials and buttons.)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

(Berry noticed how they stopped for a brief moment. Almost like they were deep in thought about not just the dashboard. She wasn't stupid, after all)

Not really, but thanks for asking.

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

(If you were paying just the smidge of attention, you would've caught the pause of Crows hands, the stop of tension upon some screw and whatever it was they were holding. They were quick to return to work)

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.

That's...pretty cool actually. I can see how that's useful

...I...I look after them. Some of them stumble to me and some of the gangs around pick them up and bring them to me...for some reason.

[TRANSMISSION FROM berry]

Yeah, skatin' up now.

(Crow could be seen rattling and messing with a dashboard, dusty and faded upon a makeshift table of stacked crates and a slab of wood underneath a small shack made of rusted corrugated aluminum. Face hidden even in the heat and in the moment not exactly realizing the arrival of Berry. Quite fixated on the item before them. In the distance, a few voices and figures playing in what seemed to be a very probably not so safe play grounds made of tires and car parts.)

(ooc: it's totally fine I do too so no worries at all. If you saw my fun ghoul rp, I write a shit ton on there too lol)

(The sudden presence of the joy, had Crow blink slightly pausing to turn and look over to the girl in skates. Head titled in slight surprise and interest, their hood following in movement.)

(they rummage through the crate, pulling out any dial that might spark their interest)

(Underneath their hood, Crow simply watched for a moment. The joys excitement reminding them of the sandpups just off in the distance.)

Yeah, y'know. Lend a hand. Stay around for a bit, offer assistance. It ain't a form of trade, birdie. It's called being courteous and nice.

(Crow tilts their head and stares at the girl for a moment.)

(Berry was good at taking hints, and watched when they got fixated by working on the dashboard. She didn't want to interrupt them, so she found a spot near them in case they needed anything. Just watched as they tinkered for a while as she looked through the dials)

Make things. Rescue the material or scrap to make things. Tools mostly, easier to fix things with that.